Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

It's eerily quiet here.

Deep within the forest, the auras of thousands upon thousands of soul beasts surged wildly. They were not fleeing, but prostrating themselves in worship, offering the utmost reverence to their king.

The Evil Eye Tyrant has awakened.

Within a hundred miles of the Demon Forest, there was absolutely no sound of insects or birds chirping.

It wasn't just ordinary tranquility; it was utter, complete stillness.

Even the howling night wind deliberately avoids this area, as if the entire world dares not breathe deeply here.

Long Xiaoyao hovered high in the sky, hesitant to take another step forward.

He gazed down at the dense, dark green forest below, its canopies layered upon each other, so dense that not even a sliver of moonlight could penetrate.

Only occasionally, a few purple bolts of lightning would strike down from the depths of the forest, instantly illuminating the twisted and grotesque branches, as well as the eerie tentacles that roamed and wriggled everywhere.

He could no longer sense Xu Yanli's presence.

The moment that white-clad figure stepped into the forest, the entire space's spiritual energy field instantly engulfed him. The indiscriminate suppression within a radius of thirty kilometers was not targeted at him alone, but rather was the inherent pressure of this forest, rising and falling like the tide, indiscriminately covering every corner.

Any Soul Master would collapse and their soul would crumble the moment they stepped inside. This overwhelming suppression originating from the soul level has absolutely nothing to do with their own Soul Power level.

But Xu Yanli walked with perfect stability.

He didn't even release a trace of his martial spirit aura, concealing all his power, and moved unhurriedly through the forest. Every step landed precisely in the gaps between tree roots, every footstep treading on the thick, soft fallen leaves, all without making a sound and disturbing the entire place.

The evil eye tyrant's spiritual energy field, which dominated the heavens and earth, separated on its own within three zhang around him, just as flowing water actively avoids reefs.

It wasn't a forceful resistance, but a sophisticated disguise.

The unique destructive power of the Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon flowed quietly through his meridians, suppressing his aura to the extreme, so low that the entire forest mistook him for a mere moving rock.

But a stone will never willingly walk towards the very heart of the forest.

The deeper you go, the thicker and more robust the ancient trees become, and the denser their branches and leaves grow.

In the end, the moonlight in the night sky was completely obscured, leaving only thick, boundless darkness all around. Only when the tentacles moved through the air, aided by the faint reflection of the mucus on their surface, could they barely make out the path just inches ahead.

Xu Yanli did not reveal his martial soul or use any soul skills throughout the entire process, and did not dare to leak even a trace of his spiritual power.

Psychic detection?

Facing an ancient ferocious beast of this level is tantamount to directly exposing one's location.

Any energy fluctuation that is intentionally overflowing is a recipe for disaster.

However, when it comes to mental detection, this soul skill can be said to be a god-tier skill in the early stages. It wasn't until he reached his current level of mental prowess that he realized that this thing was just a basic ability of a soul master.

However, the addition of sharing makes it truly unique.

He acts entirely on his intuition.

It's not hearing with both ears, but a keen perception of changes in airflow that is innate to the Purple Emperor Extinction Dragon bloodline.

The gentle breeze stirred up by the wandering tentacles clearly told him that three hundred feet to the southeast, seventeen tentacles were intertwined and densely packed, and two hundred and fifty feet to the northwest, thirteen tentacles were wrapped in layers.

Only directly in front were the tentacles unusually sparse, as if someone had deliberately cleared a path for them.

Xu Yanli's lips curled into a very faint smile.

They're just luring you into a trap.

He continued walking forward.

It wasn't arrogance, but rather that he had also set up a trap; it was just a matter of seeing who could ultimately outmaneuver whom.

Chapter 178 Self-created Magic!

In less than a quarter of an hour, a strange light suddenly shone from the depths of darkness.

It was neither firelight nor sunlight, but a dark green halo that carried the scent of decay and was filled with the meaning of destruction.

The light descended from the sky, illuminating the surrounding area for ten miles, and completely exposing the terrifying behemoth in the heart of the forest.

The evil eye tyrant dominates.

A giant, single eye, over ten feet in diameter, hangs suspended in the air. Below the eyeball, countless tentacles spread and grow like vines from the abyss, each five hundred meters long, slowly wriggling in the air.

The suction cups on its tentacles opened and closed incessantly, greedily devouring the wandering soul power in the world.

The dark green vertical pupils in the center of his eyes narrowed slightly, locking onto the white-clad youth who was slowly walking out of the woods.

The mental pressure that enveloped the entire area instantly tripled.

Xu Yanli paused only slightly before continuing on his way, seemingly unaffected.

For the first time, surprise flickered in his vertical pupils.

Unexpectedly, someone actually managed to break through his mental barrier and come before him.

But the person in front of him was only in his early twenties, dressed in a plain white robe with a jade fan at his waist, looking as relaxed as if he had come out for a spring outing.

His vertical pupils narrowed slightly.

The next moment, all twenty tentacles moved simultaneously. It wasn't a surprise attack, but a complete blockade.

The tentacles plunged deep into the earth, forming a tight cage around him within twenty feet. The dripping slime fell onto the ground, sizzling and corroding large, deep pits.

An old, hoarse sound, like the friction of metal, resounded directly in his mind.

"Humans, you certainly have some guts."

Xu Yanli finally stopped and looked up to stare directly at the single eye that blotted out the sky.

There was no fear, no contempt; his expression was calm and indifferent, as if he were merely examining an ordinary object.

“Evil Emperor,” he said in a calm tone, as if greeting an old friend, “I’ve come to borrow something from you.”

His vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

"borrow?"

The Evil Eye Tyrant's fury surged. How could the dignity of a ferocious beast with 790,000 years of history be so disrespected by a junior?

Twenty tentacles suddenly soared into the air, transforming into sharp whips that tore through the sky and simultaneously blasted towards the enemy.

This is no ordinary physical attack; the tip of each tentacle is imbued with extreme mental piercing power, and once touched, it will cause severe damage to the soul.

Xu Yanli stood still, motionless.

He didn't even raise his hand to defend himself, but simply uttered a single word.

"town."

A terrifying and vast dragon's might suddenly swept across the entire area. It was not simply a suppression of bloodline, nor a purification by the holy light of the sun and moon, but a soul secret technique that he had comprehended from Elex and honed to its peak through four years of arduous training in a secret realm.

Necromantic Magic: Soul Suppression Spell.

This is a new spell that Xu Yanli created by combining some techniques from reading fantasy novels in his previous life with his understanding of mental power and necromancy.

All the attacking tentacles froze in mid-air, as if firmly imprisoned by an invisible hand.

The raging, surging spiritual power attacked wildly, but it could not break through the three-zhang-high defensive line around him.

The Evil Eye Tyrant roared in a low voice, hastily retracting its tentacles and curling up in defense. The contempt and anger in its eyes vanished, leaving only deep surprise and doubt.

This person was actually able to shake his original spiritual energy field.

Xu Yanli gave the other party no chance to breathe.

The seventh spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, revealing the true form of the Martial Soul: Sun and Moon Holy Prayer Angel.

The enormous twelve-winged angelic phantom unfurled behind him with a thunderous roar, no longer the illusory and hazy light and shadow of four years ago, but a solid divine wing condensed from the ultimate essence of the sun and moon.

Its body is interwoven with gilded and silvery-white hues that blot out the sky, with the sun and moon revolving around it. Sacred patterns cover its body, and its holy light instantly dispels the darkness that stretches for miles.

The Holy Prayer of the Sun and Moon Apocalypse Realm has been powerfully launched!

The two fields collided with a deafening roar, producing a screeching sound of spatial friction.

They do not cancel each other out, but rather directly crush and replace each other.

Wherever the holy light passed, the evil power was completely dissolved, and the dark green spiritual domain was forced back inch by inch.

The Evil Eye Tyrant roared in fury, unleashing its remaining sixty-one tentacles, which coiled into a giant magic array, with a terrifying dark green sphere of light condensing at its tip.

The ultimate mental blast, with all eighty-one tentacles charging up their full power, is its trump card.

Xu Yanli gazed at the ever-forming sphere of destructive light, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Second Soul Skill: Apocalypse - Holy Wings Protection.

The six-layered Sun and Moon Holy Wing Barrier instantly enveloped his entire body. Three thin strands of light quietly split off from the edge of the barrier, silently spreading to the distant forest and landing on Long Xiaoyao, who was watching from high above, transforming into stable energy anchor points.

The moment the barrier took shape, a terrifying mental shockwave erupted.

Eighty-one dark green beams of light attacked from all directions, striking directly at the source of the soul, enough to cause one's consciousness to collapse and one's soul to be scattered.

This move is said to have once wiped out an entire team of Title Douluo powerhouses.

However, when the beam of light collided with the Holy Wing Barrier, it was like a giant wave crashing into a rock, instantly disintegrating and crumbling.

The six-layered barrier only trembled slightly, without even a crack appearing.

Most of the attack was blocked, but the remaining backlash returned along the mental connection, slamming into the tentacles.

The Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord groaned, and all its tentacles twitched violently, suffering a severe blow.

The counterattack is imminent.

He made a hand seal with his right hand, and a dazzling golden-red flame ignited in the palm of his left hand, unleashing his third soul skill, Yangyan Divine Judgment.

The primordial fire of the sun condensed into a narrow angelic blade of light. It no longer possessed its former massive, all-encompassing form; it was compressed to a mere three feet in length, yet its sharpness was enough to incinerate all evil in the world.

The light blade flew out of his hand, speeding through the air, heading straight for the Evil Eye Tyrant's original source eye.

The ferocious beast instantly sensed the deadly danger, and its eight tentacles quickly retreated to defend itself, forming a defensive barrier layer upon layer.

The golden-red blade of light slashed down, its divine attribute perfectly suppressing the evil power, causing it to explode instantly. Dark green blood gushed out, the three tentacles severed on the spot, and golden flames spread wildly along the wounds, heading straight for the beast's core.

Without hesitation, the Evil Eye Tyrant severed its own tentacles and used dense evil mist to isolate the holy flames.

It was utterly enraged.

His vertical pupils blazed with intense light, and the dark green primal power condensed into a giant, three-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) spear of light.